Regardless of the staggering dimensions of the world about us, the density of our ignorance, the risks of catastrophes to come, and our individual weakness within the immense collectivity, the fact remains that we are absolutely free today if we choose to will our existence in its finiteness, a finiteness which is open on the infinite. And in fact, any man who has known real loves, real revolts, real desires, and real will knows quite well that he has no need of any outside guarantee to be sure of his goals; their certitude comes from his own drive.

polymathhh:

No quedará huella tuya en el mundo, todo partirá en polvo, caerás en el olvido. Así que no trabajes para la inmortalidad de tu ego. — Cristobal Jodorowsky

 

librodenombres:

Trabajando en el concepto “libro de autosabotaje al sabotaje” porque la autoayuda nunca pareció ayudar.
De la serie: Cómo morir solo y no vivir en el intento.

librodenombres:

Trabajando en el concepto “libro de autosabotaje al sabotaje” porque la autoayuda nunca pareció ayudar.

De la serie: Cómo morir solo y no vivir en el intento.

The compulsion to repudiate those things which are close to you: family, children, country, nation. As though you had to disown what is given to you – for fear of having to give it back? To keep a prophylactic distance from one’s own – but first from oneself, one’s own name, one’s own body, one’s own face. 

J.B 

humansofnewyork:

"I left my third wife by putting a note on her pillow saying: ‘Gone to the store to get cigarettes. Be back in 5 minutes.’ That was twelve years ago and I haven’t been back yet. I don’t even smoke."

humansofnewyork:

"I left my third wife by putting a note on her pillow saying: ‘Gone to the store to get cigarettes. Be back in 5 minutes.’ That was twelve years ago and I haven’t been back yet. I don’t even smoke."